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I trusted you.

Chapter 1

I kneel over, my head aching and my eyesight sluggish and blurry. How could he have done that? I've never heard of such… such… such violation! And I can't do anything about it. I choke back a sob and bury my face in the palms of my tan hands. Why? Why me? Of all the women out there, why did he choose me? I thought he was my friend! But I had no idea how wrong I was.

"Katara?" A familiar voice asks behind me, "What are you doing out here? It's freezing!"

I lift my face and sigh. "Hey, Aang," So much for privacy. "What's up?" I don't bother to stand up, or even look at him. I stay sprawled on the spiky grass, gazing out at the salty waves eating the sand and tiny, microscopic rocks.

"Is everything okay?" he asks, sitting down next to me.

I hesitate. No. Everything is definitely not okay. But how can I tell him what happened? I can't. Not only is it unbearable, but Zuko would hurt me. And everyone I love. Those were his exact words. "Katara. Listen to me. Shut up and listen to me! If you tell anyone, anyone at all, I'll make you regret it. And everyone close to you." his voice calls in my head.

Finally I nod, 'Um… Yeah. Of course," I bite my lip to stifle another sigh.

Peering into my face, he nods uncertainly, and I know that he doesn't believe me, but nonetheless he says quietly, "Okay. Good," He follows my eyes and smiles. He loves the ocean just as much as me. Maybe even more. Hesitantly he adds, "You just seem a little… down, you know what I mean?" He pauses, as if waiting for me to say something and, when I don't, he continues more cheerfully, "I haven't seen you all day! I've missed you."

Despite the circumstances, I laugh softly, "Yeah… I was uh… occupied."

He glances at me, "With what?" Oh, Aang, if only you knew.

I swallow hard. I suddenly have a fierce desire to tell him. To tell him everything. Including Zuko. I can't handle this on my own! Zuko can't expect me to. I'll go crazy! Maybe that's what he wants, a voice said in the back of my head. Yeah, you know what he did to you, Katara!another voice agreed loudly.

Suddenly, out of blue, I drop my face onto my knees and sob. I sob and sob and sob. I vaguely feel Aang awkwardly pat my back and whisper soothing words, worry written plainly all over his face. I can't do this! I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't! It's to much! I can't keep it in! I have to tell. I just have to.

It's as if that thought calms my mind, and my tears just stop coming. For good, I hope. "Sorry," I sniff, keeping my face covered. My eyes and nose are probably red and swollen.

"Katara. What's wrong?" It was more like a demand then a question.

"I…" This is it. This is when I reveal all. "I…" You can do this, Katara. "I…" Come on… "I… I can't!" How can I put Aang, Sokka and everyone I love's life on the line? "Oh, Aang!" I throw my arms around his sturdy shoulders, and bury my face in his bare chest. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him blush. But he looks pleased, I think stubbornly.

"Katara… You know you can tell me anything, right?" he strokes my long, dark hair, and kisses the top of my head.

"No… That's just it, Aang. I can't tell you." But oh, how I wish I can!

He pushes me back a few millimeters and studies my blotchy face. He cups my dark chin with his pale one and leans toward my face. "Of course you can," he whispers. He presses his lips on mine softly, and I smile mentally. He smells like the earth, I think.

But… I push him, hard, and he stumbles backward. I leap up and the tears come again.

No! Don't!" I cry too sharply. He trembles, confused and uncertain, and reaches out for me, but I jump out of his way and start to run. I don't know where, but I do know this…

He smells just like Zuko.

A/N I know it may be a little short, but that's just the way I like my stories! :) Review please! 3